Bootleg Friday is a watch party similar to Beyond Friday, but it's an opportunity to watch movies together more often!
Now that I've seen Society in full, the earlier parts of the movie are still weirder to me than the body horror craziness of the climax. There's this disturbing tension between family members; that moment where the main character's sister asks him to zip up her dress in front of their piano is a bit too romantic. You just know something's very wrong.
Someone said the main character was like a pound shop Michael J. Fox and I have to agree! I was expecting him to break out into Johnny B. Goode at times when he was on stage. Despite being from a very rich family he suffers from sweaty disturbances. Since we, the audience are already feeling disturbed with the way his family behaves it makes him a good relatable main character. He seems just as lost as we do in this enormous house with weird décor.
There are many other signs that things aren't right. The ladies occasionally twist into different shapes, the therapist says the title "Society" so he's not to be trusted, there are mysterious deaths and this weird platter full of slugs, one of which appeared to scream when the camera zoomed in on it. This was my first time watching the movie, so when I said "slugs don't scream" I swear I had no idea the body horror stuff was going to get so crazy.
We get this beach scene with beach outfits, making me look forward to the Greta Gerwig Barbie movie even more. I thought the big lady was pretty cute, as she reminded me of the wonderful Madame Flurrie from Paper Mario The Thousand Year Door and she was the least mischievous. It's great later on when she joins in on the butt kicking.
The mysterious deaths start rolling in. I thought it was really weird at that car accident scene, where the main character just walks up to the wreck and stands in the blood in his pure white shoes. That was kinda crazy.
There's a party scene and it was pointed out there was a guy in the background who looked like he didn't know what he was doing. I didn't see him but he sounded relatable.
The main character eventually gets on everyone's nerves. Well, to be fair he got on my nerves too when he took a bite straight out of an apple and then put it back, but he pushes the weirdos and bullies in this film too far and they strike back. Those creepy grinning cops going right up in his face made me feel like throwing holy water and chanting "ACAB!" at them.
He gets taken away to a hospital when he gets too close to solving the mystery. It was a cool effect when he saw the silhouette of his friend getting surrounded like he did and he pulls the curtain back to find nothing there. The feeling of wondering if it's all in his head is still there.
Then the climax comes and yikes. All the authoritarian figures and rich people, all the weirdos and bullies in his life snare him like an animal and he sees them becoming slimy and monstrous and devour another guy who got too close to solving the mystery. Now I could see why fellow bootleggers in the watch party who had seen the movie before were excited to share this moment with us and it was amazing.
Everything gets gooey and messy and deformed and bloody, yet the rich keep talking about their rich people ambitions to leech off of the poor. The reason why the family stuff from earlier looks weirder to me is because it looks so unreal, whereas now we have rich people eating poor people, which we see everyday in the real world. Maybe not with goo but it's just as slimy.
There is a happy ending, to this story at least, but wow it gets you good and riled up about the bigshots who make life miserable for everyone. One of the others said to eat the rich before the rich eat you and I suggest throwing a bit of salt on them first.
For snacks I had packet of Monster Munch Giants and they left giant crumbs, but they were big and satisfying and the pickled onion flavour was really good. Everyone seems to be great at making pickled onion corn snacks. I also had a pouch of Maltesers to keep me going.
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